Chapter 124

• Linc moans softly against my lips, the scent of coffee and vanilla ice cream still fresh on his breath. The sensation sends delightful shivers all the way to my toes, an intoxicating feeling I find impossible to resist.
• His hand glides down to cover mine where it rests on his fly, effortlessly enveloping it. He lets out a chuckle, a smile forming on his lips as they brush against mine. Yet, I am too overtaken by desire to find amusement in the moment. I feel like a primal creature taken by instinct.
• “Let’s not make Mr. Peter uncomfortable, darling,” he murmurs, his lips lingering close to mine. In response, I seize his lower lip, sucking on it with a ravenous need that only intensifies. He groans deeply, tangling his fingers in my hair and pulling gently. My body responds eagerly to his touch, the passion between us growing.